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Welcome to week 4! Need to catch up on my story, The Gift Beneath The Tree?Part 1Part 2Part 3

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Tara won’t be spending Christmas with her family this year, but she’s not entirely alone. Her roommate, Brad, who's currently single, is also at home with her. Tara goes to bed Christmas Eve with hopes Santa might bring her what she most desires. After hearing a loud crash, she goes to investigate, and underneath the tree, she finds the present she’s been dying to unwrap.

“We’re not done yet,” Brad said as he held a condom wrapper in his hands. After he rolled it on, she spread her thighs open even wider. She felt absolutely wanton in this position as he placed her legs on his shoulders. She could feel him at her opening. Brad leaned forward and kissed her, and passion swept through her. Just as his tongue thrust into her mouth, his cock slid inside her. The position they were in made it so he was able to enter her very deeply. With each pump, he hit the perfect spot, building her release again. Tara reached out and wrapped her arms around his head, holding him in place to keep kissing him. Even with a hint of her on his tongue, finally kissing Brad was a dream come true. His body began to tense, and she knew he was close. He reached down and rubbed her clit, and that’s all it took for her to explode again. He followed suit. She screamed out his name, and he buried his head in the crook of her neck and lightly bit down. Brad lay on top of her for a moment before he rolled off of her and propped up on his side, smiling at her. “Merry Christmas.” “I think it’s still technically Christmas Eve.” She gazed into his almond colored eyes. Brad caressed her cheek and lightly kissed her again. “I don’t know what day it is, all I know is I’m glad I got the present I wanted.” “And what was it?” Her tone was laced with sarcasm. He stared into her eyes. “You. I wanted you. And if you don’t know that, I guess I did something wrong.” “Just one time?” Tara had to ask. “God, was it that bad?” Tara laughed. “No, it was amazing.” “Then I hope we do this often.” The tips of his fingers traced circles on her arms. “What about our friendship?” “I want to be your friend, but I also want to be so much more. Do you want that?” “From the moment I met you,” she confessed. He kissed her again, and she enjoyed the feel of his lips on hers. Tara didn’t want the kiss to end, and when he pulled away, she stuck her bottom lip out in a pout. Brad grinned at her. “We’ve wasted too much time wondering if the other felt the same.” “You know...” She raised an eyebrow at him. “I asked Santa for a pony but got a stallion and I think it’s only fair I get to take a ride.” Brad laughed. “Let’s take this ride on a softer terrain.” “I suppose we can, but I warn you, I like it rough and fast.” Brad groaned and stood up. He then reached out to help Tara off the floor. He picked her up and carried her to her room. After he laid her on the bed, he climbed beside her and said, “I’m sure glad Santa got my letter and delivered early.”

THE END

Did you enjoy what you read? Also, today Kaylie Newell is posting her story, Winter Break.

Tomorrow, Ashlynn Monroe will be posting an part from her story, Reunion. Don't miss it.